Chapter 192

A former Best Actress, Selah mastered the art of concealing emotions.

Despite her surprise, her tone remained as composed as ever.

“Mr.

Lee’s generosity is commendable.

If my eyes serve me right, this bag is the customized version of a world-renowned brand, worth at least a million.

”

Lindsey retrieved the notebook, jotting down, “I’ll dispose of this notebook after our meeting.

Can you shed light on your current situation? Why was Andrew monitoring you?”

Since encountering Andrew and later meeting Selah, Lindsey sensed an unsettling air.

Selah’s demeanor—-timid, watchful-contradicted the extravagance of a wealthy Lady.

Selah’s excessive caution and reticence, akin to someone held captive, strengthened Lindsey’s suspicions.

As each piece fell into place, culminating in the discovery of the micro bug, Lindsey’s belief in her conjecture solidified.

Selah had been monitored by Andrew.

She had been stripped of her life and liberty.

Staring at the determined young woman before her, Selah marveled at her profound insight.

Despite her apparent youth, Lindsey’s acumen was razor-sharp.

Selah’s gaze toward Lindsey underwent a transformation.

Removing her oversized sunglasses and placing them on the table, she revealed her striking countenance.

However, the radiant confidence she once exuded in front of cameras had dimmed, tarnished by the tumultuous journey Life had imposed upon her.

Even her stunning beauty lost its luster amid the melancholic aura surrounding her, evoking a surge of empathy within Lindsey.

Lindsey yearned to comprehend the unfathomable experiences that burdened Selah’s soul.

Selah stopped flinching.

She sat upright, pen in hand, and inscribed in the notebook, “Lindsey,

right? You’re really awesome.

You’re the first person in years who has genuinely connected with me.

”

Sliding the notebook to Lindsey, Selah smiled and remarked, “Miss Stewart, your taste is impeccable.

This bag was a bespoke gift from my husband on our anniversary.

He insisted I carry it whenever I ventured out, a symbol of his unwavering love for me.

”

“Mr.

Lee adores you immensely.

I envy you,”

Lindsey echoed as she perused the notebook’s contents before jotting down another query.

“Why do you say that?”

A touch of sorrow shadowed Selah’s eyes as she swiftly wrote, “Since marrying Andrew, he has incessantly surveilled me, exhibiting an almost aberrant craving for control and possession.

He confiscated my phone, isolating me from everyone.

Eventually, I couldn’t bear it.

I sought to flee with my child, confiding in my best friend in secrecy.

Yet, Andrew was privy to every private conversation we had.

He was furious and—”

Selah rolled up her sleeves, revealing shocking bruises that drew an astonished gasp from Lindsey.

The once-revered actress stood before her, marked by the signs of abuse.

Lindsey mouthed the question, “Did he abuse you?”

Selah nodded subtly.

Her pallid complexion reddened around the nose, tears welling up in her beautiful eyes.

“It has been five years… since he took control of me and abused me.

”